It was one of those times I considered myself to be fortunate to have my Uncle Vinnie as a rabbi for the entire east of the concourse Bronx.Mr. Conte ...nd his goons got the message real fast and I was accepted as the "papa" in residence next door. I made certain that Mrs. Conte got 2 envelopes each and every last Friday of the month in acknowledge of my paternal responsibility. Thank goodness my aunt Gina thought the whole thing was real funny and she often babysat the kids to help out.Over the. Let me think.’ And she did. I just wasn’t sure about what. ‘You love Jeff but you keep something in reserve. I don’t know what it is, but you do. ‘You think he’s the greatest and you have no doubt you love him, but something’s there. You’ll have to figure it out. ‘Jeff, on the other hand, holds nothing back. He’s working without a net. If you did something, even accidentally, to hurt him, he’d be crushed. He doesn’t believe it’s possible. It would mean his whole way of thinking was wrong. ‘If. This was the first time when my attention goes below her graceful face. A perfect figure, fair complexion like milk, nice long arms like a healthy ‘AZGAR’, and of course husky, long, hair free, milky legs like the stem of a banana tree. It was very difficult to me to control myself. My breaths were coming and going very quickly. My body was sweating heavily. She laughed at me. Oh my God! What a sweet laugh? I was certainly not present there. Her laugh was ringing in my mind.Suddenly I realized. I can." But what you're suggesting..." she began, her heart racing her breathing coming in short gasps."Is that we lose ourselves in each other. We can't change the whole world, Elena, but we can change this piece of it -- right here, right now."He knew he had her. Oh, she would resist a bit more to assuage her conscience, but he had seen it before. The vulnerable ones were always easy pickings."But, I'm married... I couldn't..." Of course you can. All you have to do is let yourself go. Open.